Life in a small town

Fast Forward 47 Years …

Inner Thoughts”  Rodrigo Rodriguez, from the album “Inner Thoughts” (2006)

 Apollo 15 mission, 1971

Composite of photographs from the Apollo 15 mission, 1971

Thank you BING desktop, for reminding of how far we have fallen.

Those were the days, back when some people actually had hope of something beyond an indexed paycheck and government benefits and union defined smoke breaks and coffee breaks. I remember I was half way through boot camp and had just discovered that most civilians hated the military because we were different and wore uniforms.

And because they were just coming of age after the 60’s and the wonderful epidemic of narcissism which engulfed our polite society, the beginning of the wave that swept away reason and replaced it with “all right minded people believe this” and “anyone who does not think like us is obviously stupid and evil”. All Hail the Glorious CBC! So let it be written, so let it be done!

Meanwhile, back in the real world, Apollo 15 was the ninth manned mission in the United States’ Apollo program, the fourth to land on the Moon, and the eighth successful manned mission. It was the first of what were termed “J missions“, long stays on the Moon, with a greater focus on science than had been possible on previous missions.

It was also the first mission on which the Lunar Roving Vehicle was used. A recording of the launch was included in the Sounds of Earth carried by the Voyager 1 and Voyager 2 space probes. The mission began on July 26, 1971, and ended on August 7. At the time, NASA called it the most successful manned flight ever achieved.[3]

A husband of that time could support a family of 5 in their own home, with a car and a TV and all things needed for a comfortable life for less than C$10,000.00 a year, and do it on one man’s wages with Mum staying home to create and look after the home and “the family”, sewing all our clothes, cooking all our food, and teaching us what we needed to know to become decent human beings. Remember Church, and Sunday, and Sunday School …

The family, the foundation of civilization … now we are considered evil to espouse “one man, one woman, one time”. Sigh, times change, eh? That was then. Back before the religion of the “masses” became football, and golf, and BBQ, well, I guess BBQ was always OK, but wasn’t part of our faith life except in a tangential way.


Texas Humor - from a Facebook group I belong to ...

Texas Humor – from a Facebook group I belong to …

So, the way we live these days is akin to being roomies in a 3 story boarding house, sort of like “Friends”.

Most of us, we the “masses”, live on the first floor and really don’t give it much thought other than to be vaguely aware that there is another floor above us where the sparkly vampires, the know-it-alls, the Brights, live their exalted lives, and where all the house rules and punishments descend from.

Now, Albert J. Knock, of whom I have posted before, put it like this: ” … The line of differentiation between the masses and the Remnant is set invariably by quality, not by circumstance. The Remnant are those who by force of intellect are able to apprehend these principles, and by force of character are able, at least measurably, to cleave to them. The masses are those who are unable to do either.”

So, in the 3 story rooming house metaphor, all us easy going folks on the first floor are the “masses” as noted above, and the folks on the 2nd floor of the rooming house are the remnant, the elite who “by force of intellect are able to apprehend these principles, and by force of character are able, at least measurably, to cleave to them“. Those are the ones who learned to handle stairs and doorknobs …

Fulton Sheen puts it like this: “… The first level is the subhuman, or the animal, in which a man is content to live only for his body, for his flesh and its pleasures; when a whole society lives thus, we have what Sorokin has called a “sensate culture”. If reason is used at all on this lowest level, it is only to discover new techniques for providing thrills and amusements for the animal nature.

Man can also live on a second, or higher, level, the rational; here he will pursue a good pagan life and will defend the natural virtues, but without great enthusiasm. Under the inspiration of reason alone, he is tolerant, philanthropic; he favors the underdog and contributes to community enterprises, but he refuses to believe that there is a knowledge beyond the reach of his own intellect or a strength exceeding his own will.”

But what about that 3rd floor, that no one seems to think or talk about …

I am thinking that the awareness of the existence of the 3rd floor starts only when the sword of the imagination is turned away from all the ills, evils, injustices, and trials of our neighbors and our current society.

The possibility of a 3rd floor is perceived when we stop thinking about “fixing” what is manifestly wrong with the “real” world, and first begin to turn that sword inward upon ourselves, cutting out the evil which we start to perceive in the worship of self, the evils which are only powerful in the complete absence of humility and meekness.

“Lord place in me a humble and contrite heart”…

The lenses of my heart sure see a different world than they did 47 years ago



Time for a haircut …